Jack Growden

Midnight Fever Poem by Jack Growden

Those blue ink wordsUpon that pageSpark the silentFits of rageThat cageThe beige: That’s mental clarity at that stage…

What does this mean? Well one must be a teenTo comprehendThe message one does send –Oh it will not mendTonight, More than slightWithout the god given rightTo sleepTo weepFor this dilemma's deepSo sleep! Go sleep!

No words of wisdom could gift him contentSo away in fitful sleep he wentRun raggedLooking haggardFrom the ballistic moment spent –It’s sent! It’s seen! Up lights the screenAnd fear and dreadRips him from his bed –She’s sorry!

She’s sorry…Well then not to worry –But sorry? A farce it seemsFrom the girl of his dreamsIt seems –

So don’t believe her –Fever! Leave her, leave herBut do not grieve for her – Fever! Just leave her Whilst you have the fever –Fever! The midnight fever –So leave her…Fever!

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Copyright Jack Growden 2013. Something new, regarding teenage boys and their often confounding pursuit of women. Please read the rest of my collection, and rate and comment on individual poems as you wish. Thanks, and enjoy!